Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1887-01-07


Won It east nigh. one ,iav have found
HI tru,h from M. and the truth shows Won
hat thu letter ) an c,ernai farewell. AT
tinl.-s tiuI-ht. wien y,ar- aud wear, have
rci>>ed. W. migh' met a~ail Dear",t. il
can meyer b.. Ev,n that homo is d~nlai u.
J iiial, fate has b4-n crul. an scans even
cru To- now tlat You mus share the sorrow
an h shame. Far,w.li.'
/ ln.i thu la.tar On til, table and opon ii
the =, 'onl r'c'let. Anothr etter in a
UtmanS vr.tinc: alSu two lons narrow
str p, If paper Ireal til letter.
My IAUGHTER-lf am dad. tbs VII
b. given you OF vourtw cntv-t first brth la.
The NM TN ivr hcA pass IS not m
owl. "A the wi.e-YoI arr I'll iauIh;er
of Julian Lorraine. of Hetstql Abba.
SomersetSEIre How he trea, Il me-, WHY |
left tim. are matters upon which need not
speak. He was Fl md III human shape |
shall never see him again He does not
know whether | am alive or dead I tel
YOU this, not tiar Won mlv seek h III and
claim the right of 4 iuy hter, bui hat yuu
NAV shun nn1 avoii anv one bearing hls
wicked name. He is r,c1. but ricAes DO not
bring happiness. L We your own sweet
Il 4.
rue NAM or h relationship vou bear T
tn. man who so u,liy wrongnl mo. nav"r
pass your lips Ii ever YOU ',,i te .Ip.el 30
90 10 this mau and say, 4 IN, Your iaIEt-
ter think o me and the years of suffering
he ha' caused me. Let inn die without
knowing he Ia, child SO lir AMI loving
as yourself. Your affeciionate mother.
''MARGARET Lorraine"
The slips of paper We're certificate'-one
Of the marriage of Julian Lorraine and Mar
Cnret the other of the brtn II Viola.
Now knAw all TO ;ted still anI pic
tared my poor girls unSpoakable horror
when she read that fatal letter, and learn d
that her husband was her fathers son bv
what she supposed was former vile.
seemed to see her struck down in the first
flush Of her wediei happin, :, even as
had been struck down. 1 seemed to enter
into her thoughts, to feel that it wa, i'm
possible she could meet he again. | could
hear her agoniZaI entreaticS To Grant to
bear her away and hid her from me.
could under>tani now why she took no
steps to clear her name in my eyes. How
she even wished me 10 think her perjure
and faithless, so long as the secret could be
kept from MOO long a | did not suffer
as she suffered. Yesl l could TN lerstand
what. rightly or wronglJ, she ami Grant
had striven to do for my SAFE!
On what a chance a life turns Why
had I never told Viola tn, story OF nv
birth and strange adoption. Why had |
never told Grant, 1t wouli have cleara /
matters in q second.
Strange to say, it had never occurred to
me to mention it to either Of them. After
/ had succeeded to my reputei father,
wealth, my position was SO as2ured-it
seemed to me so natural to be thought and
called the deal mans son-that in sober
truth my real origin had all but faded
from my mind. For years l had scarcely
given it thought. But ground my to, ii
now, IS l reflected how a s.mpl, chance
might have made me speaI, and so saved
my wife and myself from more than two
years of mi5.ryl
Then the lea came to me that every
moment which elapsed before Viola learn /
the news was ono Of sorrow to her. |
sprang to my feet AMI went in search Of
Grant
Cod fellow! 1 founi he had already
packed his portmanteau, AID was bu,il :;
engaged on mine
'.If you make haste wo shall just eaten
the SOUTHAMPTON tram" he sail.
1t thankel him 10y loox. tossel thing.
into my portmanteau higgleJy- and
In three minutes We were on our way lack
to France.
We were in plenty of time Iniee1. as
the boat did not ieave Southampton until
nearly midnight, we might have waitel Tor
q later train. 1t vas letter as it was.
Although starting from London at once
meant pacing tor hours tn qua; a. South
anpton, had the satisfaction OF being SO
many miles nearer to Viola.
Shall l ever forget that crossingl The
night was fair. No thought of sleep came
to me. / sat on deck all night, gazing out
over the sea; looking out for the two great
lights on Cap do la Heve; list ming to the
steady, monotonous thump, tEump, thump
Of the engines, and knowing that every
revolution of the paddle-wheels was bear
ing me nearer to Viola; or leaned over the
side of the boat and watched the hissin G
water flying behind in q foaminy white
track. felt that l was being borne away
from all my troubles, and that the path tlo
sturdy ship plowed through the mool
lighted sea was one which led me to IN
speakable happiness. was alone with my
thoughts nearly all the time. Grant, like a
wise man, had gone below to court sleep
Perhaps, in spite of the JOY he felt in the
approaching happiness of his friends, m :
ceaseless and ott-repeated questions became
trifle monotonous He had to assure -
thousand times that one, at least, CT =
messages would reach Viola in time t.
her departure He had telegraphe Ia
steamer, as well as to the Hotel do lEu q
at which be knew she was staying H.
simply said, ION no account 60 ton'
row." and felt certain she GOULD eoxn.er.
maa her journey, and await explanations
Would shea Would a few words from,
him change her plans! What should do
If we reached Havre after the American
steamer had sailed, and found that after all
Viola had gone in her9
"DoF said Grant. "Take the next bcat
and follow her. 1t will be but the DELAY of
week, and the voyage will do you cool"
But could not contemplate with cqua
nim;ty the thought of Viola's spend m,
another week in ignorance of the truth. So
Grant had again AMI again to assure ne
that we should certainly find her at Havre
with his sister, who accompanied her thither
and had promised to SEQ her safely on board
the steamer
1 hal other questions to ask him, anon
them when lie frs learnel the true reas, n
OF my wife's sudden fiight-how he learn ID
it de was silent for while, then he sal |
gravely:
Lorraine, will once for all make clean
breast to you. A month after had placed
Viola in M sister hands said to myself:
'>his man, who should have made her life
happy, has by his treatment forced her to
leave him. Why should she waste her life
in grief! Hove herr So wrote to her
l could not have spoken the words-I wrote
and told her Iloved her. asked her what
the voice of the wori matterel to us. The
la might free her from you, and we might
he happyl Her answer was to send me back
my letter, accompanied by the papers
which gave you to-day. She knew that
would guard the secret ] knew that she
left You, not because your love hal wane1.
The hate felt toward you, the pas sion !
felt toward Viola, turned into the deepest
pity. Now you know ALL"
1t was just after saying this that Grant
bade me good night and left me to nv own
reflections. So l watched and watched
until morning dawned, thea broke broad
and bright; until the sun was well up; until
at last We steamed into Havre, and coul |
step On the broad quay and tell myself that
in few minutes my wife would be weep
ing in my arms.
We reached the hotel We Learned that
the ladies were still there. Grants tels-
gram bad done its work. My impulse was